This is for you. This is especially for you if you work a weird shift and your wives handle all the farm work while you're away. It's a well known fact that things just happen when you're not home. Little inconsequential things like....wildfires, tornadoes, crushed feet, broken ribs and punctured lungs, broken water pipes....ya know, the minor stuff that any old body can handle......in the dark, with their hands tied, on crutches.....LOL!! Ok Ok so I'm being a little melodramatic.
But really! Right now I'm sitting here sweating, cussing like a sailor and calling my darling hubby everything but a red headed, freckle faced stepchild. Why? Because! He helped me. And when he helps me and I'm busy with something else he gets distracted and leaves things half done.
I went out to put horses up and feed them tonight and found the tractor deader than a 3 day old fish. Why? He left the lights on. The feed wagon was left unhitched, but that turned out not to matter because the tractor was dead and I had to haul the feed anyhow. I went out at almost dark because I was watching a thunderstorm to see if it was coming this way and to see if the horses needed to be put up in the barn or fed out on pasture. Of course, it's headed here and they had to go in.
So, I haul a bunch of hay bales out to the barn, because he used up all the rainy day bales and didn't replace 'em, and by now it's dark. I go to turn on the barn lights and nothing happened. Why? Oh, because he mowed the arena yesterday and ran over the power cord to the barn lights and didn't repair it or tell me so I could repair it in the daylight. Now I gotta feed by braille and I discover he didn't fill the waterers after he dumped 'em. And I gotta haul feed buckets to the barn because the tractor won't go. And I gotta get all the horses in, including the stallion who just KNOWS I'm gonna lead him to a mare any minute now.....all by braille.
Really guys? Really? C'mon now, I can fix a busted pipe and turn off the water at the property line without hysterics. I evacuated all the horses when a wildfire tried to burn down our place in AZ and didn't even think of having a fit. Not even when the flames melted my boot heels and blistered the paint on my truck. I got myself to the hospital after the ribs and lung thing, and the foot thing, and I deal with the weather and tornadoes without a whimper. I could have fixed the power cord or replaced it and would have GLADLY if I'd known about it.
I cook, I clean, I do laundry, I pick poo. Could ya PLEASE just turn the lights off on the **** tractor? PLEASE?
I really hate hauling hay bales by hand.